In the olden days, people kept actual diaries. Maybe some people still do. But the trend now, of course, is journaling for public consumption....blogging. Ugh. It strikes me as pretty egocentric, that someone would be interested in the inner-workings of one's mind. The idea of a diary, buried, hidden, and then discovered (ah ha!) decades or even centuries after one's death...OK, maybe no less egocentric, but somehow more romantic.
My assumption about this blog? No one will read it! So I'll sort of experiment....maybe after I'm dead someone will stumble on this, cleaning up my computer. Ah ha!
The word ahem is interesting. It has a simple definition:
An utterance similar to the sound of clearing one's throat, used to attract attention, express doubt or a mild warning, etc.
It's this attention-getting interjection, apparently first documented in 1763, that I've chosen as a title for this blog. When you've been silent for a long time, your voice tends to get craggy from disuse. So you clear your throat before speaking. And when people all around you are talking talking talking, and you've been listening for awhile, there comes a moment when you think you have a handle on the subject. So you start searching for an opening, a pause. You take a breath, clear your throat (ahem) and start speaking.
I've been silent for too long. Everybody around me is talking. Some of it is good stuff, some isn't. I've been listening. But now I'd like to add my voice to the conversation.
Ahem.
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